All Chapters of My sisters groom became my husband: Chapter 41 - Chapter 45

The emerald gown fit Amelia better than she had expected.Its rich green fabric flowed gracefully to the floor, elegant without being extravagant. The fitted bodice and delicate sleeves gave her an air of quiet sophistication, while the subtle embroidery at the waist reflected the understated luxury the Sterling family was known for.She stood before the mirror, barely recognizing the woman staring back at her.It wasn’t because she looked different but instead because she looked like she belonged in a world that had never wanted her.A maid carefully fastened the final clasp of the necklace Eleanor had selected."There," she said with a warm smile. "Madam Eleanor has wonderful taste."Amelia managed a polite smile back at the maid."I only hope I don't disappoint her.""You won't."The maid stepped back to admire her."You look every bit Mrs. Sterling. And anyone with good eyes would see it too."The words lingered long after the maid left.Mrs. Sterling.Even now, the title felt unf

The silence between Amelia and Alexander followed them into the days following. They had both decided against reaching out to the other to clear the misunderstandings and it progressively seemed it wasn't the ordinary silence they had grown accustomed to. This one felt heavier and colder as though a door had quietly closed between them during the day it had happened. Amelia barely slept as she kept on replaying the conversation with her parents countless times. Then Alexander's final words. "I knew this marriage had a price." The accusation lingered like a bruise she couldn't touch. Breakfast was served at precisely eight. Alexander was already seated when Amelia entered the dining room with a newspaper which laid unfolded beside his coffee. He didn't look up despite already sensing her presence. She hesitated before taking her seat across from him. "Good morning." He only responded with a brief nod and nothing more. The butler who had seemingly observed the interaction betwe

Morning arrived beneath a sky blanketed with gray clouds. The rain that had threatened all night finally began to fall, leaving the gardens of Sterling Manor glistening beneath a veil of mist. Alexander had been awake for hours yet the documents on his desk remained untouched. The brown investigation file Ethan had delivered the previous afternoon still lay open before him. And its contents had refused to leave his mind. Every phone record. Every email. Every unanswered request. Not one had Amelia's name attached to it. And that fact alone just made his certainty had begin to crack. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes as one memory after another surfaced. The wedding day. Amelia had stood before him in silence while he accused her of deception. She hadn't argued or thrown her weight around and instead she had simply accepted every harsh word. Another memory followed. The Foundation. She had spent entire afternoons organizing reports beside Eleanor without on